Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke didn't expect it, so he chattered for a while, and ended up avoiding even a fight.

"Hey, I am happy. Being a living person is not fun. Now that I have become a ghost, if I can't be happy, then I might as well be reincarnated to be a..."

When the black-faced man said to the end, he couldn't remember for a while, what would be more enjoyable to be reincarnated.

Looking back at Zhao Ke, he asked, "Which animal is more comfortable outside now?"

"Uh……"

Zhao Ke was silent for a while, touched his conscience with one hand and said, "Russian bears, Australian kangaroos, and Indian snakes."

(-'`-;): "???"

The black-faced man didn't remember it for a while, the place name was too confusing.

Ask instead: "Come to our local specialties!"

Zhao Ke took a deep breath, covered his chest with both hands, and said solemnly: "Chinese crayfish!"

Chapter 580 Butcher Mutation

The black-faced man left, walking very freely.

Just like what he said, being a ghost is as fun as it is.

After all, being a living person is not fun, and if being a ghost is not fun, you are making yourself unhappy.

For the black-faced man, he was very happy today.

Not long after Zhao Ke watched the black-faced man leave, several ghosts came down from above with Liao Qiu on their backs.

Zhao Ke went up to have a look, Liao Qiu's eyes were swollen from crying, lying there, already asleep.

It was a fierce ghost, afraid that his crying would hurt his health, so he simply cast a spell to make him sleep.

"It's a good thing you have a conscience."

Zhao Ke nodded, took a few ghosts into the car, put the Yin Yang lamp in the car, turned around, and started to drive back.

This road is fairly stable.

Oh!

Except for that damn radio, which plays some inexplicable storytelling from time to time.

For example, Wu Song punches through a big white tiger.

How Monkey King reached the stomach in one step,

Cao Cao from the next door,

Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu studied making Xiaoyu, and so on.

Zhao Ke and the ghosts who were listening were thirsty for a while.

The car slowly and gradually drove from the underworld to reality.

Zhao Ke lightly blew out the Yin-Yang lamp.

The quaint oil lamp, accompanied by a wisp of green smoke, gradually extinguished the looming fire on it.

There is no doubt that this thing is a treasure.

It's a pity that Zhao Ke is not interested in the so-called Yin Cao.

Otherwise, for this lamp, Zhao Ke can consider whether to buy a lamp for his home or something.

Sending Liao Qiu home, the ghosts finally got amnesty from Zhao Ke, how far they thanked them, how far they went.

In fact, Zhao Ke originally wanted to keep them and add some manpower to his housekeeper.

But take a closer look.

All missing arms and legs.

No, I am enjoying a candlelight dinner with my wife.

The head of the sauce-flavored biscuit, which is in charge of serving the plate, will be cut in and out.

If another person served the dishes, the result would be either no arms, or dragging intestines or something.

This picture...

It's not that scary, it's just a bit bad atmosphere.

Liao Qiu was put into the room and asked him to rest for a while. Zhao Ke left him a note, which was a farewell message.

Except for Liao Qiu's house, it was already sunny outside.

On the street, pedestrians hurried forward.

The aroma of tofu nao, deep-fried dough sticks, soup dumplings and various snacks permeates the streets.

Following the scent on the street, Zhao Ke found a breakfast shop.

There are quite a few people, but at this point, there are not many people who can really eat with peace of mind.

Most are take away.

Eating while walking, after all, I have to catch the bus and go to work.

It's those older people with children.

Instead, he was able to spare time and slowly enjoy the taste of breakfast in his mouth.

Zhao Ke ordered two bowls of tofu nao, one sweet and one salty.

Two more bowls of soy milk.

Ten deep-fried dough sticks, plus ten fried buns.

A mouthful of golden fritters, crispy and crunchy, with a bit of softness in the mouth.

Zhao Ke prefers to soak the deep-fried dough sticks in salty tofu, and eat them soft.

With the fresh and salty bean curd fragrance of tofu nao, it is always satisfying to eat it in one bite.

The two bowls of soy milk received unexpected praise from Zhao Ke.